Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

One more case before lunch, Your Honor.
- Sorry, it didn't work out. Maybe next year. - What's the point?
Permission to smack him around a little, Your Honor.
They were picked up for shoplifting and refuse to give their names.
You will always be...
- Am I, sweetheart? - Not to me you're not.
...about what I said before. - Oh, don't worry.
No way.
This kind of heart condition, there's not much more you can do.
Okay, fine. Thank you, Santa. Thank you. Thanks for caring.
You read minds. I forgot.
I feel a little stupid.
You apologize to him.
Now, I put it in my hand, and then I get some magic powder...
- For what?! - Are you that stupid?
Security guards at Redfield's department store...
Thank you, Elizabeth.
You look a little young to be a judge.
I hold in my hand an ordinary magic ball.
Don't make me bring it up.
...for ratiocination and self-communion.
- You told him. - I did not.
...and you were sick, and your mom had to hold you down...
How do I know the names and addresses of every man, woman and child...
- Did you see something weird in the hall? - I'll say.
Hey, two minutes in a dryer, good as new.
...found him and a couple of other derelicts sleeping there after hours.
I’m not your lawyer
...in case of any question about the charges.
He loves it, really.
That's quite a group of admirers...